When the music's too loud...

"I love to worship the Lord."

Let me say it a little louder:

"I LOVE TO WORSHIP THE LORD!"

Loud enough, the Spirit will come.

Because if we only did something,

Maybe God would draw near.

In the silence, in the quiet

My mind, my only fear.

So I cry to the Lord, to be my rock

And ground myself on the floor that shakes,

My heart shakes, it shall not be moved.

My blood pulses quickly, when peace like a river.

I lean on every breath

For if I praise without restraint

And pray with every saint

And call on the Lord,

My faith, to not falter or taint.

Because it is all on me,

This is on me.

My song for I and I alone

For God and God alone.

For a mighty fortress is our God

When I know I am his child.

For praise to the Lord the almighty

When I am who he says I am.

I must sing about myself

And what God says of me.

For if Christ is my foundation

I lack in my identity.

When the music's too loud,

My mind is up in the cloud,

And better than it could be

My grateful song to sing.

Oh for a thousand tongues to sing

A great redeemer's praise,

I forget who that may be,

They say it may be me.

For once again my faith is enough

To find my greatest hope

When I've surely had enough

And for certain, times are tough

This forever song I'll sing

That I am worth it,

I am enough

But I wake from my trance -

My stereotypical worshipful stance -

And soon I walk with my praise

On my lips

No more song in my mouth,

But I continue to sing

my praises.

His praises escape my mind,

I'm not sure why.